yea alabama!

drown 'em tide!

every bama fan's behind you, hit your stride!

go teach the bulldogs to behave

send the yellow jackets to a watery grave

and if a man starts to weaken that's a shame

for bama's pluck and grit have writ her name in crimson flame

fight on, fight on, fight on men!

remember the rose bowl, we'll win then, hey!

roll onto victory, hit your stride

you're dixie's football pride, crimson tide!

roll tide! roll tide!

- - - - - - - - -

"Oh but I'm so afraid, and I'm set in my ways"

But He'll make the rabbits and rocks sing His praise.

"But I'm to tired, I won't last long."

No, He'll use the weak to overcome the strong!

- mewithoutYou